"What is it, in this blood, that so dominates my body, mind, and soul? Does the Chaos taint upon the Human race make their blood flow with magic, like some distilled formula of Warpstone? I know none who take sustenance in the magic-devoid Halflings, and there are many great Rituals which depend on the spilling of Human blood. Perhaps it is that the Winds of Magic let us buffet the passing of time, and we have simply found the easiest way for our souls to harness them." —Lord Aristarchus, Necrarch philosopher
"Halflings are watery and bland, Dwarves thicker to the point of being flat and stagnant. One does not drink such things unless one absolutely has to. Elves are like well-aged claret—rich but often overly sweet, a treat best reserved for special occasions or as a dessert. Personally, I prefer a Kislevite—of Gospodar descent if possible— but they are a little strong to serve at a dinner party." —Lady Ariette von Carstein